“The serpent rises. But we rise higher.”


The warnings have come. The old systems are trembling. This is a time of unraveling, but also one of choosing. Witches are not spectators to collapse. We are part of what must come next.

This path was never meant to be comfortable. We walk it to remember who we are and to stay close to the land and its spirits. Many of us have lived through fire and come through stronger. We’ve listened in silence long enough to know: “This isn’t the end.”

It’s the beginning. And we’re being called to show up.

So what do we do now?
We hold fast.
We cast when needed.
We protect those we love.
We remember what matters.
We begin again.

The Circle Is Not Just a Spell—It’s a Stronghold

There was a time when the circle was for celebration and communion. A space to speak with the gods, practice our craft, and welcome change.

Now, our circle becomes something more: they become bastions of protection, thrones of our sovereignty, centers of transformative power, a place to remember what is real.

The Witch’s Circle is not escape, it is reclamation.
It says: Within this space, truth lives. Within this space, I am whole. Within this space, the old ways still live in me and through me.

Cast your circle as often as you need to. It doesn’t have to be elaborate. Some days, a single candle is enough. Or a quiet moment to breathe and draw strength from the Earth. A simple phrase. A hand resting over your heart. A clear boundary spoken aloud: “Only truth may enter here.” This, too, is a shield.

Discernment Is a Sacred Art Now

Apophis doesn’t always come in an obvious way. Sometimes he looks like distortion, illusion, doubt, and misdirection.

We live in a world full of noise. Everyone’s talking, few are listening. Witches can’t afford to get swept up in it. We need to tune in differently. Not through blind belief, and not through constant skepticism, but with something deeper.

Discernment asks more of us. It’s a quiet skill, sharpened over time. It comes from checking in, using your tools and gifts, yes, but also questioning yourself honestly.

Try it:
Ask your deck what’s hidden, not just what’s ahead.
Use your mirror to reflect, not just for visions, but to show your choices.
Name the lies you’ve heard out loud, then name what you know to be real. Lies in repetition often drown what we know to be true.

It’s not always comfortable. But it’s sacred work.

The Web Must Be Woven Now, Not Later

If you’re alone, reach out. Don’t wait for the perfect time or the perfect group. Start with a message. Share tea or a small meal.  Make space to speak.

A coven does not have to wear robes and chant in the woods. It is a place where we are safe to speak, to be seen.  In many respects, our covens and small groups become family.

Witches know how to endure. We’ve practiced solitude. But this moment calls for more. Don’t try to weather everything alone. We need one another. Now more than ever.

And While You’re Building—Go Deeper

Some have stayed on the edge of this path too long. Lighting the same candles. Reading the same books. Always planning to go deeper, but never quite starting.

That time has passed.

Beginner practice is valid, but it’s no longer enough. Not with what’s unfolding around us. The gods are restless. The land is in pain. There’s no more room for hesitation.

This is the moment to learn more. To stretch yourself. To risk something and, in doing so, to grow in power.

Years ago, I was told I wasn’t ready. I stepped forward anyway. I built what I needed, found my footing, and completed what would become my first true Great Work. Not because I had approval, but because the fire wouldn’t wait. Every serious witch will reach that moment eventually. And if no elder has told you before, I will.

You have permission.

To leave the safe edge of things.

To take a step forward.

To push yourself in ways you had not imagined.

To begin building something real.

Magic was never safe. That’s not the point. But risk is where growth happens. It always has been.

That doesn’t mean being reckless. It means choosing the path of power, again and again. A path built on learning, effort, experience, and understanding. Power doesn’t come through force. It arrives quietly, when we’re ready to carry it. A culmination that brings wisdom.

A Simple Oath for Those Ready

If this speaks to you, speak it aloud. All you need is a flame, your breath, and a moment of truth.

The Oath

I wasn’t called to skim the surface.
I didn’t come here to play small.

I’m choosing to show up.
To learn what I need to.
To remember who I am.

I’m a Witch.
And I’m ready.

Light your candle. Touch the ground. Breathe. Say what’s true.

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